Agent Goes Berserk From Sleep Deprivation
In case you couldn’t tell by the slightly manic tone of these past few posts (read: all), I’ve been running on fumes for weeks now. Since I still have no news, at least with respect to Coliloquy (though I’d be happy to report on my 3yo’s “self-directed-ness” during clean-up (I know, I was like wait, is this a good thing?? Or a bad thing??)), I am abandoning today’s (tomorrow’s) post in favor of sleep. I really mean it this time. Check my twitter feed from last night to see that I stuck to my promise of sleep by 9pm. I am desperate.
Tomorrow (Friday, unless I’m getting all confused here), if there’s still no real news, I will at least provide an entertaining story on what it’s like to work with the “literary whirlwind”that is Coliloquy (as Travis so rightly pointed out in the comments the other day AND in an email to me stressing that he feels sure he used that exact phrase).
To which I can only say, I feel certain I replied with, “Colilo-whaa???”
Oops, to prove my point, I hit publish when I meant to hit preview. But that damn email went out before I could cancel the whole thing. So consider this tomorrow’s (today’s?? (THURSDAY’S!!) post. See you Friday. I’m sleeping until then.